A paradox cycle mutation
In the carousel of emotion:
Gnashing jaw and red eyes
No restrain would suffice
Aghast angst you will not last.
Pointing varicoused finger
Bring forth waves of anger:
Silent animosity, plain to see
All hell break lose, let it be
Aghast angst you will not last.
Mind staging a crime on strut
Veiled in this head you rot:
Shotguns, knives, poison and more
My means just to seek your gore
Aghast angst you're dead at last.
April 11,2006
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